She comes up to me and meows but still won't let me touch her. Bug tried to be friendly, but Nipper hissed at her. Fingers crossed. I'm determined that she will not go to the pound.

That went out of style in 1946.

As long as they're good at their jobs,

Bagman

A latter-day ham radio.

Thanks to that joke, it'll be a long December.

Mine are Peaches & Herb

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I spent the years from 7-12 in East Detroit (now East Pointe). My mom and I went to Tiger Stadium many times. I remember Dick with his unusual stance (which half the kids in school mimicked). My favorite, however, was Norm Cash.

An even more venal Boss Tweed.

Racist asshats.